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AI Lyrics

I have never actually written a song before, so after putting together Always Never I went looking for a lyrics generator to see what an AI program might generate for the concept to compare. I found Keywords to Lyrics and put in the keywords always, never, watching and wanting. This is what it generated:

I could be your alway
Never watching wanting you to me
It's like a high speed train
Spitting on the wind
And I could be your favourite song
Your alway

I don't wanna play with you but
Nobody wants to play with you
They want you to be their toy
Don't want you hanging around
With people like you

You're so dangerous
Touching so right
So baby, let's put it down
Give me your red hand
I'll be your alway
Oh baby, let's put it down

If I say I'm pretty and your lullaby (hoo!)
I want you to know that
I got something to give you
I've got no time for frontin'
I'm just need your body
So baby, come get me

I don't wanna play with you but
Nobody wants to play with you
They want you to be their toy
Don't want you hanging around
With people like you

Because it's a generator there are some immediate grammatical and logical problems, of course, but it's really not bad for just four keywords. The structure is solid, and I like the line "And I could be your favorite song" a lot. I'm definitely going to use a variation of that in the story itself. But I think I'll keep my original lyrics.

Image by Steve Buissinne from Pixabay

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